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Tuesday, December 20, 2011

It is hard for even me to believe that Paul and I now have a 10 year old, a 7 year old and a 4 year old. The time is going by so quickly! But this year, my friends, we have had glimpses into our future. Yes. That's right. Based on this year's experiences, I think that I can accurately predict what each of our three kids will choose as his or her career!

For example, I think that we may have a future doctor in our midst. What? You don't believe me? Well, based on his keen 7 year old observations of how women "poop out" babies, I'd say we have a future gynecologist on our hands. And if it isn't gynecology, I'd put my money on an infectious disease doctor. He does have an affinity for boogers, after all.

His sister, Abbie, however, will not follow her brother down the scientific path. Nope. Not this girl. She tends to be more on the artsy side, and I predict that my girl will be the next Stacy London of What Not to Wear. Yes, based on her accurate assessments of my gay-teenager haircut, I would say that a fashion critic is right up her alley. Of course, I could be wrong, and instead I could have the next Dr. Ruth on my hands. After all, she did think that skydivers were, in fact, having sex when they were jumping out of planes, and she did find out that her parents have had (gasp!) sex at least three times. It will be fun to see what path she takes.

Ellerie's career path, however, is clearly more obvious. She will, of course, be a performance artist. What with getting naked in Lowe's and dealing with a shart in public, the girl is off to a great start!

*********************************************************************Obviously, this Christmas letter is meant to not only poke fun at me and my crew, but also to poke a little harmless fun at the standard Christmas letter in general. ( And, if you are new to the blogging format, the highlighted portions are backlinks to lead you to other crazy adventures.) Please know that I am just sharing a bit of Christmas cheer and in no way mean any harm to any friends or family that do include a letter in their Christmas greeting. We love you, and we love catching up too. :) ~Annie

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Annie and hubs

I split my time between my super hubby and ultimate sports guy, Paul, my 3 kiddies and the rest of my daily insanity. I am a former teacher, full time mom, part time tutor to 7-12 graders, and once upon a time personal trainer. I love bacon, krispy kreme doughnuts, and cold beer (but not all at the same time). I use a sharpie marker on my grey hairs, and I paint only my first two toes when I am wearing peep toe pumps. What can I say? My life is crazy every single day, but every single day, I am blessed.

Ab

My fashionista oldest daughter, Ab, is a joy! At 10, she loves to do crafts, read, and create her own designs. We love to watch Project Runway and What Not to Wear together. She loves to put together outfits for me (and for herself), and she got a sewing machine for Christmas.

E

My Ethan, at 7, is a ball of energy. In his short life, he has destroyed cell phones, toilets, and a TV. He loves all sports, like his Daddy, but specifically likes the Steelers. He plays T-ball and soccer, and in the morning, he snuggles up to me and tells me that he loves me more than bacon. What could be better than that?

Ellerie

My curly haired devil, Ellerie, is 4 years old, and full of personality. She loves to strip down to her birthday suit and run outside in the backyard. She makes lovely artwork all over herself and my walls, and she likes to tell us that we are acting like ogres, a la Shrek. She brings constant smiles and love to our crazy crew with her sloppy wet kisses. She is a love!